While all this was happening, Midas was leisurely cultivating in his Living Box inside the Living World. The Living World was so convenient, especially when it came to cases like this where someone needed a space to relax while the world around them was going through uncertain times.
Midas had casually set up concealment and defensive formations at a deserted location on the surface of the planet and thereafter he had almost forgotten about it if not for allowing Helga to refill the formation with Energy Crystals every so often.
Technically, he had forgotten about it, but Helga was forced to remember. And it seemed she had shared her labour with the other two that Midas had inducted into his "Slave Harem".
Those two words by themselves were already raunchy and some might even say they give Social Reject x Incel vibes, but when put together, they were most certainly something special, an image enjoyable by any "depraved" man of culture.
